Quote of the Day

"We turned into the slutty Easter bunnies."

POF Date #1: DJFish

Last night was my first interwebs date and I have to say, I hated it. I actually felt SAD when it was done. So sad I called and texted BS and apw after (didn't tell them exactly why; my great aunt died on vday so I kinda worked with the weird dysphoria from that experience).

We met at Borders (bookstore) where there is the Seattle Coffee cafe; we met there, he came up to me. He was dressed nicely (just came from work) but in like a "dude-who-dresses-himself" way--So it was like he was trying but it does not pan out--he looked NOT like a JCrew model, or like a Funeral Director, but like a guy who is the manager at Best Buy. And his hair, was terrible, like long and super-straight, and combed really dumb, sigh sigh sigh. He was super nervous at first so I just talked. And I bought him his tea; it just seemed easier. I need someone who is more forward and focused.

#1 complaint (mixed with other complaints): the photos on his profile were from a skinnier time; like 100-150 lbs skinnier. He had mentioned once in emails how working out was newly important to him; how he was finally making the commitment to take care of his body once and for all.... guess I should have guessed; and then he brought up "being the fat kid" and "being forced to take all these pills (OCD, ADD, etc.)" and "sweating sitting down for no reason." Mom issues, major roommate issues (roommate is in love with a stripper...) Sounds like damaged baggage. So, I am not physically attracted to him in reality--photos were cute, fuck it all. Hey, L.Lo, we need a code for the test: can I picture his __ in my mouth? Think of something. Anyway, no, I could not picture it. Nope no no no.

Anyway, I feel totally discouraged. It wasn't terrible, I just think I was disappointed, maybe I expected too much, like that he would be normal, and look like his pics, etc. I kinda don't even want to see him again--I could tell he was so sad after 2 hours when I was like, I gotta go. 2 hours! That's long enough! And he hugged me in the parking lot after walking me halfway to my car, I said, we'll be in touch; now I'm sad I said that, BUT I don't think he'll have the balls/confidence to call to ask me out; texting and emails will not work. I'm pretty sure I am going to lose this competition, but that's okay, I want to go to MN anyway ;-) But also, I just can't get into quantity; getting into confidence is hot, but the numbers aren't making sense. I am totally down to try some speed dating, totally game. Please see what you can find out!

But I feel discouraged, I don't even want to log in to POF and see what else is new. I don't have anything promising really. Blah.

In other news, makeout session with apw on vday, he brought flowers, haha. Going to see BS Wednesday (were going to have dinner but now prob just going to Ski Mt. to watch his team race (he f'ed his shoulder last week).

I think I need more eggs, because apw's lines are starting to sound good and I really like that BS has invited me on his summer weekend trips. I'm now madly in love with a local guy at a restaurant that I frequent; my goal is to bring him to drink on Thursday, but to avoid inviting via facebook, I need to go in for dinner tonight or tomorrow but my week is pacted like sardines in a tin can. Even my lil sister says, restaurant egg is into me and that I should hook up with him. I'd love too, thx k bai.

for something...

emails emails emails..back and forth. I have no idea how far (how long) to take these emails before I demand some meetings or just give up. Some important compatibility things have to be decided in person! Maybe I'm working too hard to verify a connection via emails; these eggs are starting to rot. One fish in particular, time to meet to continue the conversation, maybe to meet again, maybe to keep fishing. I've lost interest in other fish/eggs, though they have not. We talked last week about waiting till he asks you out... I'm getting bored. Even once we decide to meet, there is the factor of my fucked schedule which keeps me from being able to do these things readily. Sigh. So many frustrations.

At least I've had two (or more, what counts as w date?!?! DEFINE.) dates this weekend. And I madeout with a ginger. And had a (wholly platonic sleepover at the fh) with the guy who thinks I'm too tall. And I talked on the phone to an old flame (/nothing will probably ever happen friend) for 2.7 hours yesterday. Swoon. Sigh.

Ha. Ladies, what the shit. Not to mention, I fucking hate valentine's day. Thank god I'm working a 48+ hour shift.